9/11, then 11/9

I can’t write. I can’t say anything. I don’t know how people take to the SM feeds spewing eloquence after some bullshit. I can’t. I’ve just been on the verge of tears all day and crying in this ideological echo chamber space. Plodding along at some protest where I’m sad I’m saying anything because this is reality. Is it? I mean. And now I’m numb. Like: you can’t be silent. Well, no. I don’t know. I got off of social media because this microcosm of grief and disbelief, it’s overwhelming, it’s too much.

I’m still waiting to wake up from this nightmare I can’t seem to wake up from.

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